 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 538 стор.
...Singing ; Pray for this poor soul, Pray, — pray ! The hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their heads in drops of rain, And patter their doleful prayers;...— But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain ! There he stands, in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crown'd with wild flowers and with... | |
 | Bradford Frazee - 1845 - 214 стор.
...language." " Four hours the sun his high meridian throne Had left." Falconer's Shipwreck, Canto 2. " The hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain." Longfellow. " He is like his brother." " He is unlike any other mortal." "The house stands near a rhyr."... | |
 | 1849 - 274 стор.
...!" the rooks are calling, It is a sound of woe ! A sound of woe ! Through woods and mountain-parses The winds, like anthems, roll ! They are chanting solemn masses, Singing, " Pray for this poor soul, Pi,ay, — pray !" And the hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain, And patter... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 500 стор.
...falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are calling, It is a sound of woe, A sound of woe ! Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like...— But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain ! There he stands in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crowned with wild flowers and with... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1850 - 158 стор.
...are falling, falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are calling ; It is a sound of woe, Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like...prayers ; But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain ! There he stands in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crown'd with wild flowers, and with... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1850 - 462 стор.
...falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are calling, It is a sound of wo, A sound of wo ! Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like...— But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain ! There he stands in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crowned with wild flowers and with... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Rufus Wilmot Griswold, Nathaniel Parker Willis, James Russell Lowell - 1850 - 642 стор.
...caw, the rooks are calling ; It is a sound of wo, A sound of wo ! Through woods and mountain-passes The winds, like anthems, roll ; They are chanting...prayers ; But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain ! There he stands in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crowned with wild flowers and with... | |
 | University magazine - 1851 - 822 стор.
...his merry quips are o'er; To see him die, across the wast«, His son and heir doth ride post-hast«; But he'll be dead before. Every one for his own. The...Americans are great people. In everything that advances civilisation and adorns life they are behind no nation in the world. It always ' raises my dander '... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 596 стор.
...falling, Solemnly and slow ; Caw ! caw ! the rooks are calling ; It is a sound of woe, A sound of woe ! Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like...clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain, There he stands in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crowned with wild flowers and with... | |
 | 1851 - 1220 стор.
...falling, Solemnly and slow : Caw I caw ! tlte rooks are falling. It is a sound of woe, A found of woe 1 " Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like...; They are chanting solemn masses, Singing, ' Pray fur this poor soul, Pray — pray I' • • • •' "To the crimson woods he saith, To the voice... | |
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And the hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain, And patter their doleful prayers ; — But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain... 
